Page 21 of The SAA

“You can explain that later, sweetheart. Right now, it’s time for us.”

“Can I ask one more thing before you ravage me?” she questions, grinning up at me.

I can’t help the chuckle that bursts from my lips. “Ravage you? Hopefully, it’s mutually beneficial,” I tease. “Where do you come up with these words?”

“Uh, book nerd here, Stealth, remember?” she sasses, her hands now on her hips. “I can’t change who I am and I’m not even going to try.”

“Wouldn’t have you any other way, beautiful.”

Picking her up, I carry her over to the bed and stand her in front of it. Reaching down, my gaze never leaving hers, I grab the bottom of her shirt and slowly pull it up and off her body, tossing it to the side. Seeing her luscious tits encased in a light, buttercup yellow lacy bra has my dick hardening even more. I reach out with my index finger and lightly stroke across the top swell of her breasts until I see her nipples distended.

“What color are your pretty little nips going to be, I wonder?” I muse. “Strawberry pink? Dusty rose? Light brown? It doesn’t matter, I’ll love the hell out of them.”

Reaching around her back, I quickly undo the clasp then slide the straps down her arms, and once I have it in my hand, throw it in the direction of her shirt. As I cup her tits in my hands, I lean in and pull a nipple between my lips, causing her breath to hitch while she tries to move closer, her hands resting on my waist. I alternate between sides until both nipples are reddened from my efforts. Her little moans of pleasure have me worried about my control which feels like it’s about to snap.

“Stealth,” she moans as goosebumps cover her arms. “I want… I want you,” she admits.

“Getting there, sweetheart. Patience,” I murmur.

I slide her pants and underwear down her legs, my mouth watering as the scent of her arousal hits my nose. Now I groan as I lift one of her legs over my shoulder to expose her glistening pussy. When I swipe my tongue through her folds, I feel her hands grab onto me, although I’ll never let her fall. I’m soon feasting on her as though it’s my last meal, licking, sucking, and lightly biting as I work one digit into her tight, wet sheath.

“Oh, my God,” she says, her core tightening around my finger. When I add another digit and begin thrusting in time to what my tongue is doing to her clit, I feel her claws embed themself and grin against her pussy. I’ll gladly wear any marks she gives me, knowing they were caused by her pleasure over what I’m doing to her.

“You gonna come on my tongue and fingers, sweetheart?” I ask. “Want to taste your release, baby.”

I increase my thrusts, adding a third finger since I’m trying to make sure I won’t hurt her when I finally get inside, and feel her pussy start fluttering. “That a girl, Nini,” I whisper against her lips. “Give me all your sweet cream.”

She explodes in my mouth, and I watch as she throws her head back in utter ecstasy. Holding her tightly as wave after wave courses through her, I continue my ministrations until she tries to pull away. Slowly I stand, grinding my hard dick against her core, causing her to blush, which makes me chuckle considering what I was just doing to her.

When I pick her up and her legs lift and go around my waist, pressing her hot, wet pussy against my lower abdomen, I growl and practically toss her onto the bed while quickly stripping off my own clothes. The sight that greets me has me thanking Mother Earth for bringing this woman into my life as my fated mate.

Luscious doesn’t begin to describe her; full, heaving breasts, voluptuous curves, wide, inviting hips waiting to cradle me, and thighs that make me want to nibble them.

“I’m a lucky man,” I say as I climb onto the bed until I’m hovering over her.

“I think I’m the lucky one,” she rebuts, smiling up at me. “You’ve already given me more than I’ve ever had.”

Thankfully, she doesn’t sayhisname; my wolf and I are barely holding onto our control at this point. I want to plunge into her, fuck her into the mattress until she’s hoarse from screaming out my name, and then after a short break, do it all again.

Instead, I notch the head of my dick against her entrance and slowly begin entering her, using shallow thrusts until I’m fully seated. Because even though she just had an orgasm, and I had three fingers deep in her sheath at the time, she’s still tight as fuck and I’d cut my own arm off before I’d hurt her. By the time I’m fully seated, I’m covered in a light sheen of sweat.

“You good, Nini?” I ask as I lean forward to kiss her. “If there’s anything I do that you don’t like, or if it hurts, just stop me.”

“I’m good, Stealth. Do you… do you think you could start moving? My wolf, at least I think it’s her, is about to jump out of my skin.”

“Tell her to back off, our wolves will have their time, this isours,” I state as I begin moving.

I watch her eyes glaze over in passion as I set a steady, but punishing pace, pulling almost completely out before plunging back in so my pubic bone hits her clit. Her breath hitches slightly as she runs her hands up and down my arms. She’s also moving her hips in a swivel pattern, making my eyes cross, her grip on my shaft has me close to coming.

“I… I didn’t… I didn’t expect it to feel like this,” she stammers, her movements becoming almost desperate as she chases another orgasm.

“Need you to get there, Nini, tell me what you need to get there,” I demand.

“I don’t know,” she wails, so I take the decision out of her hands and reach between us to start stroking her clit in time with my thrusts. Soon, all that can be heard in our den is the sound of skin slapping against skin, as well as the moans we’re both emitting. When her pussy clamps down hard on my dick, she throws her head back as her back arches and screams out my name, triggering my own release, which I pump into her while yelling her name.

The slight sting on my neck brings me back to reality as it dawns on me that my mate gave me her claiming mark. As the final piece of the mate bond clicks into place, I’m assaulted with a barrage of images of my mate in various stages of her life. Some memories are happy, a lot are sad, and in that moment, I vow the only time she’ll experience sadness is when she’s missing me when I’m gone on a run.

I roll so I’m now on my back with her nestled against my side. Swiping her hair off her face, I ask, “You okay, sweetheart?”

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